flora
Of course it isn't nice to laugh at someone who's clearly upset, but as Flora's aqua gaze roves over the deep lines furrowing Zavien's brow or the way his lips have been pulled into a thin line, she can't help but laugh softly. Not at him, of course, but simply because the emotions looked so out of place on a face she'd only ever seen look rather boyish. "Kinda? You look like you stood in line all morning at a shop only to be told that they were out of ice cream right when it was your turn." No part of Zavien actually seemed as though his troubles were that lighthearted, but the pair didn't exactly know one another well enough for Flora to feel comfortable needling him for more information.
Even as he spoke in clipped sentences and fractured explanations, the queen found herself utterly without context for his frustrations. Sure, she might have put two and two together with him being a dragoon and being stood outside of the Needle, but instead of trying to decipher the crux of his anger, instead, the queen slipped her arm around his and tugged him alongside her. "Come on, I know what you need." She says by way of dismissing his apology, before heading toward one of the greenspaces where a vendor had conveniently set up a faux-boxing ring.
"We're going to put these on, and you're going to let it all out." Flora explains, gesturing toward several pairs of gloves and sparring-pads.
Even as he spoke in clipped sentences and fractured explanations, the queen found herself utterly without context for his frustrations. Sure, she might have put two and two together with him being a dragoon and being stood outside of the Needle, but instead of trying to decipher the crux of his anger, instead, the queen slipped her arm around his and tugged him alongside her. "Come on, I know what you need." She says by way of dismissing his apology, before heading toward one of the greenspaces where a vendor had conveniently set up a faux-boxing ring.
"We're going to put these on, and you're going to let it all out." Flora explains, gesturing toward several pairs of gloves and sparring-pads.
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
